Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Vietnam and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Von Mondo to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Howard Jones,
Trumans Water,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed,
Sixth Finger,
Gil Scott Heron,
Minutemen,
Eddi Front,
The Black Dice,
Nas,
Public Enemy,
New York Dolls,
Grauzone,
The New Christs,
Oblivians,
Lungfish,
Susan Cadogan,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Wyatt,
Alison Limerick,
The Dead C,
Amazonics,
Terry Callier,
Judy Mowatt,
L. Decosne,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
Au Pairs,
Urselle,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Spandau Ballet,
Pantaleimon,
Tomorrow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Five Americans,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Misunderstood,
Cheater Slicks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Buzzcocks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arthur Verocai,
Drive Like Jehu,
AZ,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Sherman,
David Axelrod,
Pylon,
Lakeside,
Sugar Minott,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mark Hollis,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.